This is what she saw
“T-Tremors.” Mack groans out.
I can feel him, feel his vibrations. He’s in the way of Hive. He’s in our way, I warned them…I must follow Hive’s orders. I need to…I need to…
He holds out his hand, and I look towards it. Does he have a gun? Does he have…No. It’s…He releases it slightly, and a silver cross slithers out of it on a silver chain. This is his. It’s his symbol of faith. The one I had no idea about until after ‘Yo-yo’. When he told me he always took it with him, to remember that no matter how bad it got, it’d be fine.
“Take it.” His breathing is labored.
I reach out my hand, and he flinches. I grasp it, and freeze. I had to…I had to kill them…I have to, need to finish them, they are in the way. They must be…must be…
I look around, at all of the destruction that I have caused. The unconscious bodies. Only Mack that I know directly. The others are away, in another part of this place, probably, trying to stop Hive. Which means I should…No. No, no, no.
There’s a stabbing pain in the back of my head. I can’t do this. I can’t hurt my team…anymore than I already have. I must…I must protect them. And destroy this thing. There isn’t anytime to stop it from launching. But when it gets up there, I can…I can destroy it.
Suddenly, everything makes sense.
The vision.
And this way…this way, I can never be used against them again. Never. I could literally destroy them, if used against them…I can’t risk that. Of him getting a hold of me again.
I bring my other hand forward, to clasp Mack’s hand. “It’s okay Mack. I’ve got this. I’ll stop this.”
“Tremors?”
I smile. “The person I saw, from S.H.I.E.L.D. that dies on a shuttle in space?” I help him sit up, and place a hand on his shoulder, the one with the necklace in it clutching at my throbbing head. “They had this necklace, and it was a girl.” I smile at him as his eyes widen.
“Tremors-”
“It's okay Mack. There isn’t time to disarm it, so I’ll go up with it and blow it up.” I don’t know why there was blood before, but I know it was me now. The first person view, the necklace… I have to do this. “I just wanted to tell you…I’m sorry. Guess you were right, about you guys needing protection from me.” I wince as my head flairs again.
“I didn’t mean that.” I raise an eyebrow at him and he retracts the last statement. “I didn’t know that it wasn’t even a possi-possibility, Tremors. You’d never hurt us.” Ignoring his statement with a shake of my pounding head, I take out my phone and type in its password, saving a text memo of where the pieces are of the only thing that can take down Zombie Ward is. And what little I know of how to work it.
I hand him the phone, smiling. “Here’s everything you need for killing that Mind Controlling bastard, Alphie.” I wink at him, trying to ignore his desperate expression and his lost look. “The password is 'Soft Little Fluffy Little Teddy Bear'.” I see his surprise, as I grin through the pain. “See you, Partn-“I feel the vibrations of someone pulling back the hammer of a hand gun, and I throw my body over Mack in time to feel the biting pain of a bullet.
I turn to look behind me, putting a hand over the bleeding of my back. Alisha.
“You’re betraying him, for these people?” She looks utterly betrayed. I feel the throbbing in my head protest too, but I’m in control now.
“No, I betrayed them for him. I won’t do it again.” I say, quickly raising my hands and quaking her into the wall behind her, causing her to hit her head and knock her unconscious.
I glance over to the doors that led to the take-off area. Have to go now. So I clutch the necklace to me, ignoring my back. I grab the bag of C4 that the S.H.I.E.L.D agents had brought with them. To blow up the ship, that I had stopped from happening in time.
“Daisy!” I hear, just as I’m about to cross the threshold of the doors. I stop for a second, turning to see Mack trying to get up. “Don’t do this.” He pleads.
I smile at him, at peace with my decision. “Tell the others I’m sorry, Alphonso.” I take a deep breath, stepping backwards, through the threshold. “I never wanted to hurt anyone of you.” I press the shut button-I can’t have him convincing me to stay. To have Zombie-Ward take over again. To hurt them again. To hurt him again. I can’t do it. I have to stop Hive.
He looks so hurt, so I turn away before I can change my mind-using my powers to break the system to open the doors again. Like I did when I betrayed my team the first time. Second. I remember Miles. Second.
I dash onto the ship quickly, shutting and depressurizing the inside before dashing to buckle myself in-it wouldn’t do to hit myself unconscious just because I didn’t buckle up. I had to blow this baby up.
The launch wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be. But my apprehension is building. Before I was at peace, but now that there was no way of turning back…I was scared. Not scared enough not to do it…but…
And then I hit the stratosphere, and suddenly, my brain wasn't being stabbed. I couldn’t feel the Hive-induced-fake-happy anymore. I could feel the abnormal elated feeling dying down, plummeting. It was both a relief and…and I feel so down. So lost.
But I know what I must do. I won’t have to live with this for too much longer. I’ll be okay.
I unbuckle, set the C4-it’s on a timer, lovely. It’ll go off three minutes before Hive’s project will. It will all be okay.
I can’t believe that I saw my own death. That I unwittingly lead myself into it. Dressing up in the old S.H.I.E.L.D. get-up to sneak onto a military base and get the package all squared away on this ship-ready to detonate once it took off. Somehow knowing Coulson wouldn’t have told General Talbot that I had turned dark side. While the rest of Hives slaves took over the place. Getting shot-I watch as my blood floats around me- and Mack giving me that necklace…It all came together.
I feel a bit woozy at the last of it. Just floating around, I can see my blood-probably a big reason why I’m so woozy. And I can see the necklace, as it slips out of my grasp, before I fall into unconsciousness. My last thought: My family is safe from me now, and have a fighting chance against that thing.
I don’t even feel the explosion.